#med: tv

[honestlydarkprincess]

after percy tells sally all about what happened, about meeting poseidon and how he saved him from zeus, i think sally burns another offering to say thank you, thank you for looking out for our kid and when an answering storm comes, she smiles because she knows he heard

[anonymoussong]

The funniest thing about the House Renaissance, for me personally, is that it reminds me of watching House as a young pre-teen/early teenager when it was originally airing and being very confused about the meds he was taking because, at the time, I thought vicodin and viagra were the same thing

[inadequate-nefelibata]

Adrian Monk and Tommy Grazer in MONK (2002) | S3E16: Mr. Monk and the Kid

[thevashstampede]

I need to see more people talking about how deep in the paint I Saw the TV Glow went for the neurodivergent girlies. My autistic girlies. My psychosis experiencing girlies. My maladaptive dissociation daydreaming girlies... where y'all at. Make some noise.

[strawmaguchi]

They don’t even know it yet but they’re about to have one of the most iconic romances of all time

[kiw-ee]

not allowed - tv girl

[whiskingskin]

Only thing I am ignoring from the new show is the ghoul lore retcon. Needing medicine to not turn feral erases TONS of fun ghoul opportunities [remember the ghoul kid locked in a fridge for 200 years?] And sweeps aside a decade of amazing theories for a, let's be real, painfully simply and boring zombie retcon

[bebx]

❝ your top 10 favorite tv shows can say a lot about your personality ❞

🤔🤔🤔 okay let’s do this then

mine:

1. Harrow

2. Stranger Things

3. Forever

4. Chicago Med

5. 9-1-1: Lone Star

6. Bates Motel

7. The Alienist

8. The Resident

9. New Amsterdam

10. Hannibal

show me yours if you feel like joining 🫶🏻💗

no pressure random tags 🏷️

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— if I didn’t tag you and you’d love to join, please do. everybody is welcome xx

[marrfixated]

Hi. Priya being adopted by Alejandro and Noah. Bye.

[just-a-bird-in-a-sweater]

"Why am I so exhausted?! I haven't done anything today!"

Sometimes you just feel tired! It's okay! Even just existing can be exhausting sometimes.

If you can, take a little time for yourself. You're allowed to relax and take breaks even if you haven't done much today. Rest doesn't need to be "deserved", it's a necessity.

Take care of yourself!

[thena0315]

Back when One Chicago occasionally showed new romance/hook ups between shows

Now everyone, especially the newbies, stays on their own shows

[lucy-mclean]

I’m never gonna let you go.

Natalie Manning and Will Halstead in Chicago Med (Seasons 1 — 8)

[unkn0wncryptid]

so what if i've been taking showers in the dark ever since watching Fallout so i can pretend i'm in the apocalypse and The Ghoul is waiting for me outside the door?? so what if that says stuff about my mental state???

[atomic-chronoscaph]

Captain Scarlet and the Mysterons (1967)

[saragarnier]

A living Nightmare

Summary: y/n went to the police station after being assaulted by a stranger and detective Jay Halstead is the one that helps her

Warnings: angst, mention of sex assault, mention of rape, kidnap and violence in general

English is not my first language, sorry if there’s some mistake!

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When you entered the police department, you felt many eyes on you. You wore clothes that were cut and dirty and you looked hurt.

You looked up at one of the police officer, a woman who was behind the desk. You guessed was a sergeant and she was around fifty years old; she immediately went around the desk to help you.

“Oh my God, what happened dear?” She immediately asked you, helping you staying on your feet; you were so weak and you were about to cry sooner or later, even if you were trying to resist. She helped you and took you in one of the interrogatory rooms, telling you that she would have called a detective to help you.

After some minutes a tall guy entered the room and he immediately sat in front of you with a warm smile on his face, trying to reassure you in some way.

“I’m Detective Jay Halstead. They’ve told me that you need me. What’s your name? Can you tell me what happened to you?”

You could still feel those hands on you, you could feel the pain and every single beg you yelled, asking him to let you go, asking the guy who took you to have mercy.

You were shaking but you couldn’t control it.

“I’m y/n… a-and I…. I was kidnapped.” You whispered, deciding to start from the easiest part of the story.

“When?” He immediately asked you, writing something on a notebook. “Where and how? I need some details to find the guy who did this to you. Tell me everything you remember and we’ll find him, okay?”

You nodded, still shaking and starting to cry.

“It was Friday when he took me… i-i don’t…. I d-don’t know what day is it today…. I was kidnapped Friday evening after work… i-i stopped to a fuel station and… and when i was entering the car again i felt a hand on my mouth and something cold against my throat.” You whispered.

He listened carefully and he wrote everything on the paper, looking sometimes at you and smiling a little bit to encourage you to continue.

“He had a knife and… he told me to get into his car and… and to be quiet or… or he would have cut my throat in an half. “

“Did you see him in the face?” Detective Halstead asked you, looking at you. “Do you remember anything that can help us finding him?”

You shook your head, crying harder.

“N-no!” You sobbed, feeling guilty. “I just did what he told me to do… he… he said that i wanted this… that i should have expected this… and after that he blindfolded me”

Jay’s eyebrows frowned.

“What did he mean by that? Did something strange happen to you the days before Friday?”

You nod, crying. “Y-Yes.” You sob.

It was all your fault.

You should have known

You should’ve have done something

You should have gone to the police station sooner

“Tell me about that.” He said, looking at you. “And don’t worry, you can take your time.”

You nodded, staying silent for a while before answering him.

“I had the feeling of being followed for almost a week but i thought i was just paranoid. And than i found some flowers at my front door… I thought it was just some pranks of some kids… i didn’t think…. It’s all my fault” you cried.

“No, no no” he reassured you, taking one of your hands and squeezing it slightly. “It’s not your fault at all… but everything you will tell me will help us getting him in jail, okay? I know it’s hard but you have to be strong for that”

You perfectly knew that. You knew that you needed to tell everything but it was so fucking difficult. Everything that happened to you, everything that he did to you. And you didn’t fought back, you just let that happen.

“After the flowers i got a call from an unknown number… it was Friday’s morning and all i could have heard was someone breathing heavily on the speaker. I was so scared and i immediately hanged up. I wanted to came here but i was late for work so… so i decided that i could come here on Saturday when i would have been at home and i would have had more time to come here…. But that night he took me. He kidnapped me and I didn’t do anything. I wasn’t able to see him nor the road he made to reach his place. It was dirty and the scent of that place was horrible… i think it was an abandoned warehouse. “

Detective Halstead was writing everything you were saying and he kept asking you questions, giving you also the time to prepare yourself psychologically.

“What happened then?”

“He tied me at something, I don’t know with what but i was lying down on some old mattress. He… he ripped my clothes…” you pointed him your clothes that were ripped and dirty. “He… he r-raped me”

It took some time to admit it.

It was so fucking difficult to say.

It was so fucking painful to admit.

You were raped.

You were raped.

You were raped

But why you? Why he took you? Why he let you go? But did he let you go? What happened? Why you were still alive? Why weren’t you dead?

Maybe it would have been easier if you would’ve died in there.

“I’m sorry for everything that had happened to you and believe me, I wouldn’t ask you so many questions if i don’t really think that they can help us finding him… can you tell me in details what he did to you? How many time did he rape you?”

You were trying to figure out how many days you spent in there but being blindfolded didn’t help and he didn’t even bring you some food to help you understand which part of the day it was. You couldn’t even tell what day it was when you escaped, you didn’t know anything, nor even where you were. You just entered the first police station you found, you didn’t even know in what part of the city you were.

“He raped me multiple times… i don’t know how many but he often raped me during those days. He bit my breasts and… and he used force. I was so scared and it hurt so much, i just wanted that to be finished. Every single time i stay silent praying him to finish with me as soon as he could.”

Detective Halstead wrote everything on his notebook and than he looked up at you.

“Did he use a condom ?”

You cried harder, hiding your face beneath your hands.

“N-no… he didn’t, he… never did” you sobbed, crying.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. You’re safe now” he said, getting up and walking towards you, slowly and calmly to be sure not to scare you.

You got goosebumps of fear but you didn’t stepped back. You were so tired: you just wanted to go home and sleep and after telling all of what happened to the detective you felt even more tired.

“Can you tell me everything you can remember about him? Maybe a description? I know you didn’t see him but you felt him, right?”

You immediately understood what he was talking about and you thought about every time you felt him, and you revived all again and again, trying to remember as many details as you could. “When he kidnapped me and i felt his hand on my mouth i also felt his chin against my head so he was definitely taller than me… i’m 170 cm so he would be around 190 cm i guess. He lowered at my height to be able to whisper in my hear and when he kissed me or bit me i felt that he had a beard… not a normal one, it was like a goatee… yes, I think he had a goatee.”

“You’re doing great, can you remember anything else?” Jay asked, writing everything down.

“I saw only his hand on my mouth… he was white. And i think it was thin but muscular, just not to much. He was strong though. T-That’s all i can remember.”

“It’s perfect, you did great.” He reassured you. “How did you escape?”

“I spent days trying to free myself from the rope that was keeping me tied up on the mattress and when he came today’s morning and when he said that i need to do a shower after i thought something was wrong. He didn’t even let me go to pee in the previous days. When I couldn’t hear his footsteps anymore i finally freed myself, i took the blindfold off and you just ran outside and ran… and ran. I didn’t looked back or near me, i just ran trying to add distance between me and him. I don’t know for how many time i ran, i just know that at some point i read “police” and i came immediately in here.”

Detective Halstead wrote everything again, then he looked up at you.

“You were so strong and brave, okay? And now you’re safe, i will be with you okay? But i need to accompany you to the hospital to do a rape test. It will help us knowing the DNA of the man that did all of this to you, okay?”

You immediately tried to got up to follow him at the hospital but the second you got on your feet you felt all the tiredness on you. You couldn’t even stand up.

All the adrenaline went down and you felt pain in every single muscle.

You collapsed on the floor and Detectjve Halstead immediately ran towards you, calling for help and for an ambulance.

“Hailey! Call for an ambulance right now!” He yelled towards the mirror, looking at you again and giving you a small slap on your cheeks to keep you awake. “It’s okay, it’s okay i’m here with you, y/n. Resist, an ambulance is in the way, okay? Just stay with me.”

“I-I’m so tired.” You said, whispering. You looked at the detective in front of you and you tried to remember his eyes; he came there to help you and you wanted to remember him at all costs because he was your savior, after all. You saw in him the chance to find some justice and in that moment he was also trying to keep you awake while the ambulance arrived.

“I know, i know you’re tired but you have to resist and keep your eyes open for me. Look at me okay? Resist.”

You tried.

You really tried to resist but it was too much.

You were too weak.

The last things you remembered before the dark fell upon you were Jay’s eyes, then everything went dark.

And you couldn’t feel anything anymore.

[mattodore]

guy whose childhood drags behind him like a dead body